Coop froze but didn’t take his eyes off the other man. “Are you okay?”
She’d never heard his voice sound like that before. It was so low. So deadly.
“Yeah.” Mac huffed out a breath. “I’m good.”
Slowly, Coop got back to his feet, pulling Luca up by the front of his shirt. With his nose nearly touching Luca’s broken one, his words hissed through his clenched teeth.
“You ever come near her again, it’ll be the last fucking thing you do.”
“Who the hell are you?”
Despite having gotten his ass kicked, Luca was still trying to act tough. But the strained, nasal sound of his normally deep and steady voice voided his efforts.
“I’m the man who will do anything,anythingfor her. Including taking out assholes like you.”
Luca laughed, his teeth almost pink from the blood. Using his shoulder, he wiped some from his mouth. “Better watch your back, Boy Scout. This bitch will stab you in it the first chance she gets.” Sliding a narrowed gaze her way, he added, “Although with me, she seemed partial to the thigh.”
Having had enough of Luca’s mouth, Coop swung the man around and pushed him against the front of her uncle’s desk hard enough to make it shake. A decorative cup filled with pens tipped over, spilling its contents across the smooth wood.
“Shut your fucking mouth, or I swear to God, I’ll—”
“What the hell?” Trevor cut in, his eyes focusing on something outside the room’s large window. A fraction of a second later, those same eyes widened. “Get down!”
Everything happened at once.
Trevor dropped to the floor. Coop ducked his head, shoving Luca to the side. Glass shattered as the bullet hit, and Mac felt a sharp pain in her head before everything went black.
